Watching all the commotion undergo from her corner, Tuz sipped her drink. The burning sensation felt wonderful as it sizzled down her throat. Ale of the Ash was made with flame cherries. While they were rare, one did come a crossed a bush here and there. Sometimes they would find their way into other countries. Eating a berry would be like drinking hot magma, at least in sensation. It was no question that the ale it made would be truly like drinking something very unpleasant to a regular human being. However, only creatures capable of breathing fire would be accustomed to the drink. Many inns and taverns chose not to sell it as to keep the fire breathers controlled, others thought to please all their customers and obtain the drink. Therefore, it would be easy to pick where Tuz's species would truly be liked, and not as trophies. A girl caught her eye handing pebbles . Her head cocked to the side before a grin slipped along her lips.the little tricks had always impressed Tuz, but she figured not to make a big deal of it since this was how the girl was paying for her drinks. Not long after she heard the door open. This new comer trailed blood as he had barely managed to limp in the door. The fire colored girl sat quietly wondering how he had got such injuries. He did appear human, and their species was notorious for hunting all creatures, including themselves. That was the one thing that Tuz didn’t understand. For a species that does has so much potential, they abuse it and destroy everything in their wake. The girls eyes moved down to her ash-colored drink sadly, thinking of events she had heard and witnessed. After taking a gulp of her ale, a puff of smoke came from her nose and mouth, like exhaling a cigarette. She thought about helping the human with his injury. Perhaps cauterize the wound. However, before she could get out of her seat, his hand was healing the wound. It was only a small portion of magic, something nobody else would notice. But she did. Getting out of her seat, with her hood covering her hair, Tux went up to the counter. She leaned over the wood and placed another 4 atres on the counter. The bartender, reading what she wanted, placed another glass of the grey liquor in front of the girl. [Color=#b40404]"And one of whatever the girl wants."[/color]. She said giving the girl the same impressive grin before leaving the counter. With the drink in her hand, under her cloak, the girl took a seat a crossed from the man.[color=#B40404]“How did you do that? Aren’t you human?”[/color] She whispered leaning forward to keep other ears from picking up the noise. Fascinated and wanting to know more about his powers.